"Owls are not what they seem"

NEVER YOURS

Senses are suppressed,
dimmed like lights in the hallway,
where I often pace up and down –
it feels like stepping into the mystery of your mind,
and very often I feel a need to explore
the more obvious corners of it.
Exposed patches on the wall
usually hold the biggest secrets.

Half-sided pain
acts like a motivation to deal with this darkness,
that slowly falls on me here.
Seized opportunities on the right,
lost chances on the left,
and I’m balancing on a thin line ofnow.

You never faced me,
never stood in front,
you always casually appeared somewhere behind me,
as if you were always scared
to expose your scarred soul.
The irony,
because I know
that you can sense my duality
of a fallen human
and a newly-proclaimed mermaid.

Reality is always fishy,
if you scale it down to little details,
and swallow them like vitamins,
believing that if you take life in small doses,
it will not affect you as much.
Bristle chunks of the past
tickle your conscience mad
and get stuck in the windpipe –
it causes you to reach out for me,
as if I’m your only chance to survive –
a supply of fresh air
underwater,
where I roam in my newly-discovered destiny
as a siren –
a creature of the unknown abyss –
someone too slippery to grasp.

That’s why I’m still,
refusing to turn around,
because I can feel the pain subsiding,
which means only one thing –
I imagined you again.

Too good to be true or too true to be good? Maybe it’s our assumption that the truth is somehow bad that keeps us from ever really knowing it or allowing ourselves to experience something truly good! Instead we become content to settle for the lie and choose to believe it as the truth because after all, a lie is always more beautiful than the ugly truth but only on the surface!

Too true to be good! I like this! Well, to settle with current content is definitely a mistake, so everyone should push their boundaries to a state of uncertainty, because that’s what strives us to go forward.

Very very true, contentment will definitely slow down and even dissuade progress and movement forward, unless of course you find yourself content with where you wanted to be in the first place and then I’d say enjoy being content!

It’s so surprising you said that! I always have an inkling to shorten my poems, because I know how annoying it is for people to read the long ones. So I’m absolutely thrilled to find out, that you think longer poems are ok!!!

If my fourth stanza appears too difficult conceptually, due to a parse error performed by a supercomputer like you, you can come to my blog post for a detailed explanation (http://simplyjet.wordpress.com/2013/10/02/she/). My poetry is always holy, godly and clean! When commas are flying everywhere, making words difficult to parse, the sexiest interpretation tends to win. That’s how our minds work. Did you speak to your neurologist lately?